Here’s another bogus funeral

Here’s another bogus funeral
Slowly parading along the street
The military pace of the attendants
The black cloud of grief and relief
I’m glad it’s not me the living will say
As it disappears away, away

I buried a mouse in the garden with me
When I was a child, when I was free
What’s the difference between this and that?
A long black car and a black top hat

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances. View all posts by blackbird212012